My Boss My Son's Father
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"Arghh.." shouted a teenage girl wearing a white-blue uniform.

Brakk!

The man who had just hit the teenage girl quickly got out of his car. He saw that the girl was already lying in a uniform covered in blood.

The man's mouth was silent and he could not say anything. He was already sweating coldly seeing that he had hit someone. The man glanced in all directions looking at the situation, after he had seen no one there. She carried the little girl's body into the car and drove her to a local hospital.

Once there the girl was immediately handled by the sisters and doctors, then put into the operating room. The man was confused to contact the child's family, he did not know the child's family, he was a newcomer to the place so he did not know what to do. And he was also afraid that the victim's family would sue him for his actions.

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Looked woman with a beautiful face cut the onion with tears that have fallen on the smooth cheeks. In a kitchen that is quite minimalist and simple he enjoyed his activities on this sunny morning, until he was scattered by a man who hugged his waist from the back.

"What's the Deck?" ask the man who has been her husband for three months.

"You make fried rice."

"Then why did Mas's wife's tears fall on this beautiful face?"

Ezra her husband wiped away her tears that had fallen.

"She was so evil, she made me cry like a gini" Yumna pampered with her lips.

"How dare you make my beautiful wife cry? I've never made my wife cry, and you dare make this woman I love cry!"

Ezra looked like a fool scolding an onion that made his wife shed tears. Sontak made Yumna laugh out loud at her husband's ridiculous behavior.

"Now Adek do not cry anymore huh? I've scolded her for making you cry."

"As for me, it's better to take a shower, then we'll have breakfast at the dinner table."

Ezra went to the bathroom with a towel on his shoulder. A few hours later Ezra came out of the bathroom with a towel tied around his waist. The upper body is plain without using clothes so that the sixpack body is clearly visible.

"Hmmm. his fried rice makes worms in my stomach struggling to fill," Ezra sat at the dinner table wanting to devour the fried rice his wife made.

Not only did one mouthful of fried rice enter his mouth, Yumna immediately took the fried rice from before Ezra.

"Be dressed first, have breakfast. Then I'll catch a cold!"

"Mas is hungry! Did you have breakfast and just got dressed?" ezra's face was clear so that his wife would give him breakfast first.

"Wear clothes first and breakfast!"

With a lethargic face Ezra dragged his body to his room to put on his work clothes and then back to the dining table to eat his breakfast again.

"Well this is just handsome, now Mas can have breakfast," said Yumna with a sweet smile.

"From the first Mas was handsome, Adek aja who just realized the good looks of her husband."

"Yes, I admit that my husband is handsome."

Finished with their breakfast, Yumna drove her husband forward to go to work. Not to forget every day Yumna always prepares provisions for her husband to be more economical.

Her husband works as an employee in one of the branches of Rahardian Group company in their city, Surabaya. Her husband's salary is good enough to pay for their rent and living expenses.

While Yumna has an S.pd degree and teaches at one of the junior high schools in her village, although the salary is not comparable to her husband's salary but at least she can help their household expenses. Find out how the salary of the teacher is honorary, noble work but a playful salary.

But Yumna sincerely became a teacher can help children to become a more advanced generation, because that's the goal so far.

"They're home as usual, right?" her husband used to come home from work at five in the afternoon but sometimes he often melted to get an extra bonus.

"It looks like Mas will be overtime today, so Adek don't have to wait for me."

"It seems like eleven nights."

"Can't you go home sooner?"

"Mas also wants it that way, but unfortunately if you don't take overtime, enough money to save."

"If it's like that, I'll let you go to my father's house. I feel lonely here, especially when I come home late."

"Aren't you talking today?"

"Taught anyway, but after coming home ngajar want to go straight to the house of the Father."

"It's up to you Deck, if so I go to work first, as'salamualaikum..."

"Wa'alaikumussalam..."

Before leaving Yumna always kissed her husband's hand as a form of respect for her husband. Then Ezra runs his motor matic down the road to his workplace.

Yumna sighed and was about to go inside, but her steps were stopped by the neighbors who often talked to her household life.

"Sir Ezra went to work?" ask the neighbor next to his contract.

"Yes Buk!" answer with a sweet smile.

"Lucky time buk Yumna get handsome husband like Mr. Ezra. It's handsome, office work again but unfortunately the house is still contracted" said the neighbor.

"Alhamdulillah Buk! We are also saving money to buy a house, just pray that the money can be collected so as not to contract anymore and not neighbor with Mother."

After saying that Yumna went inside and closed the door. Indeed, residents there often kepo and always take care of the lives of others. They often talk about themselves and their husband.

Indeed, the neighbors there are no jobs to often take care of other people's lives, understandably in her village there are rarely educated people even in her village there are still many who think that women do not deserve to be educated too high so that her husband is not insecure if they are with her.

But it doesn't happen in his family. Although his father was a farm worker but diligent himself and the support of both parents made him able to get to a scholar like this, he said, although many people gossiped about her ungrateful to both parents, because the graduation of Yumna immediately married at the age of 22 years with her husband who was 29 years old.

But they do not want to know what the truth is so often blame Yumna who does not want to return to his two masters after funding himself to college.

After cleaning the house Yumna went to teach to school, he just walked to the teaching place because it was not so far from his contract and could also save money.

Because today is Friday as usual school will go home in the morning.

"What's Na for?" ask Haikal one of the teachers there as well as his high school friend first.

"This is again waiting for angkot."

"Lho! Don't you walk a lot when you come home?"

"I want to go to the house of the Father today, it is impossible to walk to his house, yes even though his house is only different from one village."

"If that's how I'll take you."

"Not bother!" push Yumna down gently.

"Our goal is one-way, so don't make me feel bothered."

"It's not like that, but you know I'm married. It's not nice if people see us in this way, I also have to keep my husband's feelings."

"I see, if that's what I say first as'salamualaikum..." Haikal passed away riding his motorcycle.

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